Picture 4: Dec. 3rd

One of my co-workers/friends is having a baby in a month.  Her baby shower was Dec. 3rd so here is a picture of the cute cake. 

Picture 3

As I mentioned in an earlier post, I had a couple of baby showers to go to this week.  On Tuesday night, I made chocolate crunch bars for one of the showers.  In case you don't know what those are, basically, it's a brownie and a Rice Krispie treat combined--brownie at the bottom, Rice Krispie treat at the top.  Yep, they're GOOD.  :) 

Picture 2

Monday I worked a little late, but neglected to bring my gym clothes to work with me so I came home, changed, and then went to the gym.  After the gym, I had to go shopping at a store I don't particularly love for some gifts for two upcoming baby showers.  I also had to run an errand for work so by the time I got home and was done for the night, it was after 8:00.  Combine that with the fact that I hadn't had dinner and had stuff to do and well, let's just say it was the beginning of what would be a week filled with too many late nights.  I forgot to take a picture of any of the gifts I bought before wrapping/packaging them so here is a picture of one of the baby cards--my mom makes cards.  I think she does a nice job.  :)  I'm having issues rotating this on here so turn your head sideways and you'll see it looks better.  :)  Sorry about that. 

 

 

 

The Annual 30 Days of Pictures Posts

So I'm a bit torn as it's taken me months to write about the time leading up to my wedding, but usually, at this time of year, I like to do my 30 days of pictures so I think the wedding stuff may get interspersed with some picture blogs.  Ironic that I go for three weeks without writing anything and then you'll get a day or two with two blog posts.  Perhaps some year, I'll mix things up and do my 30 pictures during another part of the year, but for now, here it goes:  Nov. 30th is Picture 1.  I'm sure it comes as no surprise that I'm posting a picture of my Christmas tree since I often do that in my 30 Days posts.  Technically I put the tree up a couple of days before the 30th, but I didn't get it decorated until today (I am writing this on the 30th, but I know it won't post for a couple of days). 

Two Days to Go

The Wednesday before my wedding, I went to work as usual, but the rest of the day was certainly not typical, well, I guess it was in a sense that I was doing a lot of running around and that can be normal for me some days, much as I don't enjoy it.  But let's rewind a bit shall we?  I went from work to the bridal store to pick up my wedding dress--so exciting and thankfully, it still fit.  Actually, as I found out on Friday morning, it was a tiny bit big.  Following dress pick up--Mom and Grammy met me there--it was back home.  My mom had kindly made tags for my favors (you know the things that say thanks for coming and have a date on them.  We did a little play on words since the favors were sweet treats and in addition to the thanks they said something along the lines of it was "sweet" of you to come to join us.  Tying these on the bags took longer than I thought.  I had been telling my friend and co-worker Melissa about this and she kindly offered to come over and help me.  At first I was reluctant to accept her help, as I didn't want to bother her, but in the end I gladly accepted and thank goodness.  It went to much quicker with two people.  We tied all the tags on, made sure the candies were set--wrapped and had stickers on them, and defrosted the mini loaves of bread.  Melissa left when everything was set and I inhaled some lunch and finished writing out my thank you cards to the wedding party.  Then it was off to the gym then back here to hustle to change and go get a pedicure.  They told me the whole pedicure would take 45 minutes.  My appointment was at 6:00 and I had to meet with the priest who was marrying us at 7:30--more on that in a bit.  So I figured that gave me plenty of time even if they were running a few minutes late.  WRONG!  They were over a half hour late taking me for my appointment.  I told them I really should leave by 7:15, but could leave at 7:20 if I absolutely had to.  I didn't get out of there 'til 7:25--plus I had to walk to the car so add another 2 minutes and then drive to the church.  Thanks to all this rushing, I ruined two of my toes--the polish I mean, not my actual toe.  I had a nail polish that was fairly close to the color on my toes so I filled in the chipped spots and I don't think it was too noticeable.  I know how petty I sound, but considering pedicures aren't cheap, I wanted it to last longer than 2 minutes!  I apologized to the priest many times.  My fiancé was all ready there and I know he wasn't thrilled about me being late, but he managed to chat with the priest 'til I got there.  The actual meeting (which I was 10 minutes late for--thank goodness for no traffic) was no more than 15 minutes long.  So the meeting when well, despite me being embarrassed about being late, but the priest gave us a homework assignment--we had to write how we met and what we liked about each other.  I stopped by my parents' house to pick up a few more favor tags, talked to Mom and Gram for a few then back home to put the defrosted mini loaves of bread in the bags, do my homework assignment, do some last minute stuff for work since I was going to be away, and eat some dinner.  It was nearly midnight by the time I went to bed.  My brother arrived (he took a late evening flight) a little before 3am.  I heard him come in--my fiancé let him in and got him situated--got up said a quick hello then tried to get some sleep until the alarm went off at 6:30am.  But we'll pick up there in a future blog post. 

Three Days to Go

My wedding was on a Friday.  On that Tuesday, I went to work.  When I got home from work, I had a voicemail from my mother asking if I wanted to go to the Christmas Tree Shop.  My grandmother loves that store and there aren't any too close to her so she enjoys going when she comes up to visit.  So I met Mom and Grammy at CTS and did a little shopping.  After that, it was home for a few to work on favors and go to the gym.  Post-gym time, it was off to my parents' house to have dinner with them and Grammy.  Dinner was good and following that I was determined to have one last night out as a single lady--nothing too crazy, just some trivia and a drink.  Had a good time though.  Then home to bed and only three days to go. 

Two Weeks to Go...One Week to Go

I think I may win the award for world's worst blogger.  I'm behind on writing my own blog and on reading my friends' blogs.  Thank goodness Thanksgiving break is coming up soon so I can have a couple of days off and MAYBE just maybe get caught up.  So let's go back to wedding land for a bit, shall we?  The last couple of weeks before the wedding are an interesting time in the bride-to-be's life.  On the one hand, there is so much to do, but on the other hand you're in a bit of a waiting period.  The seating chart is done (finally!), the bills have been paid (thank goodness!), it's not quite time for last minute meetings, and it's a bit too early to package the favors (because you know they're still in your freezer).  So what do you do?  You find yourself agreeing to go to out to lunch or dinner with your friends nearly every day--not on purpose but because you finally have some down time, and suddenly, it's all come at once and you worry your dress will not fit in two weeks!  And then suddenly it's a week before your wedding and there is a DJ to meet with, a videographer to meet with, a photographer to phone conference with, a priest to meet with, and guests to pick up from the airport.  And it's finally feeling real, all the planning and saving and more planning and more saving (and spending!) and suddenly you're getting your eyebrows waxed and then your grandmother has just arrived from Florida and is waiting at the airport for you.  Yeah, about that, my poor grandmother, called me from her cell phone (which in itself is impressive because she's not big on the cell and only uses it for emergencies) to say she was at the airport and her flight was being delayed a couple of hours.  I hadn't left for the airport yet so not a big deal for me, but stunk for her that she had to wait around all that time.  So I headed out to meet my fiancé a bit later as he works near the airport so she was flying in to and we were going to get her together.  Well, low and behold we are about 20 minutes away from the airport when her plane is about 30 minutes away from landing when I get a text from the airline saying she's landed. WHAT?!  You (you being the airline) can't tell me she is getting in an hour and a half late and then tell me she's landing now when she's not due to land for another 30 minutes.  Yes, nice that you made up time in the air, but not so nice that Gram is now going to arrive at an airport she doesn't particularly love and there will be no one waiting for her yet.  Yep, nice granddaughter I am.  Thankfully, she is a good person and was very forgiving of me not being there to meet her as soon as she landed.  And she was very patient through the traffic home.  I cooked a nice dinner to make up for it for her, my fiancé, and my parents.  It was great to hang out and catch up.  :)  And when I went to bed that night, I only had three days left of work until "The Big Day."  :-)